The first thing Lin Qingping did after returning home was to check Zhiyuan and his sister's homework.
Then she found a problem in Zhiyuan's homework: when she assigned the homework, she specifically included addition and subtraction of numbers above ten digits, and Zhiyuan wrote down the answer.
Lin Qingping called Zhiyuan over and asked him how he did it. She wondered if Zhiyuan had counted the small stones. As a result, Zhiyuan explained the process very clearly, breaking the tens digit into 10+something.
Zhiyuan is just over five years old.
"Did Sister Qingyun teach you?" Lin Qingping thought it was her younger sister who taught her.
Zhiyuan’s first reaction was to shake his head.
Zhiyuan seemed a little nervous, "Is... isn't that right?"
"No, it's the right thing to do and the idea is also very good. Was it Zhiyuan's own idea?" Lin Qingping asked again.
Zhiyuan was a little panicked at this, "Um... um... yes."
This time it was a lie.
Lin Qingping didn't point it out to him, but praised him and prepared to cook.
"What does Zhiyuan want to eat?" Lin Qingping asked.
Zhiyuan's eyes turned, "Can I still eat the milk skin you made last time?"
Double skin milk...
"Sure!" Lin Qingping went into the kitchen to help her mother-in-law without saying a word.
While eating, Lin Qingping keenly noticed that Zhiyuan had kept the bowl of double skin milk and had not eaten it.
Lin Qingping didn't say anything, and the whole family finished their meal happily.
Usually after dinner, the adults were busy tidying up, cleaning and washing, and children of Zhiyuan's age would run around and play in the village.
Lin Qingping discovered that Zhiyuan was missing, along with the bowl of double skin milk.
Lin Qingping went out.
But she looked for places where children played in the village, but didn't see Zhiyuan. Originally, Zhiyuan didn't like to play with the children in the village.
When she was about to return empty-handed, an aunt from the village came back from the river and told her, "I saw Zhiyuan going to the school."
"Thank you!" Lin Qingping thanked him and went to school.
At this time in the village primary school, all the students had gone home, and most of the teachers did not live on campus. Only one room had the light on.
Lin Qingping walked towards the lights.
The door was closed. She stood outside and heard Zhiyuan's voice coming from inside.
"Is it delicious? I'm telling you, my aunt is really good at cooking, and you still don't believe me!"
"If you don't believe me, there is nothing your aunt won't do." This was a slightly old voice.
"No!" Zhiyuan's voice revealed the unique pride of a child.
"And cakes from big hotels?"
"meeting!"
"Have you ever eaten cake? You know what cake looks like, right?"
"Of course I have eaten it! I ate it the last time I went to the provincial capital with my aunt! I also ate it many times when I was a child, and it was close to me... Humph, anyway, I have eaten it!"
"Okay, stop bragging. What story do you want to hear today?"
"Romance of the Three Kingdoms, continue!"
"Have you finished your homework? If you don't, you'll get scolded again?"
"I finished it a long time ago! I said I thought of the question you taught me, but I didn't tell my aunt that you taught me."
"Well, okay, let me continue. Where did we leave off last time?"
Lin Qingping went back quietly without disturbing the two people inside.
The next day, Lin Qingping got up early in the morning to steam the cake.
I had made it twice when I was visiting my relatives. Now that I had experience, it was very smooth to make. I steamed a big one and topped it with cream, which stunned Zhiyuan.
"Aunt, you really know how to bake a cake!"
It was the first time I called her aunt in person. I had never called her that before.
"Hmm!" Lin Qingping cut the cake into pieces, leaving a piece for each member of the Gu family and some extra.
Zhiyuan looked at the piece in front of him and asked timidly, "Aunt, can I have two pieces?"
"Of course!" It's just prepared for you!
Zhiyuan's eyes then lit up and he started eating with peace of mind.
After all, if each person only has one piece, he will give it to his grandfather and will have nothing to eat himself. Children are still greedy.
"Eat, then it's time for class. I'll teach you how to read." Lin Qingping said with a smile.
In the process of learning to read, Lin Qingping mixed all the words he had learned and not learned together to test him, and found that he actually knew many words that she had not taught him.
After all, he is just a child under six years old and doesn't know how to hide. Whether he knows it or not, he will read it out as long as he knows it.
Lin Qingping remained calm, taught him a few new words, recited a nursery rhyme, and then taught him new mathematics.
After spending another day at home, she was ready to go to the garment factory.
When chatting with my second sister in the evening, I told her how to review this week's homework. After making the plan for my second sister, I also specifically explained that she might have to stay in the factory for a long time in the future and could only come back once a week. Zhiyuan's study would also be handed over to my sister. I would teach him a little every day. It doesn't matter how much he learns, but let him develop good habits so that he doesn't have to go out into society when he grows up.
After she arranged everything at home, she went to the garment factory with Gu Youlian the next day.
Unexpectedly, when they met Dugen, Dugen's face did not look good at all, and he did not have the enthusiasm he had when they set up stalls in the provincial capital before.
"What's wrong?" Lin Qingping asked.
Dugan was very frustrated. "It's been two days, and the clothes that have been altered are not in line with the pattern. They are very out of shape. I told them, but no one listened. No one was willing to rework them. They were still not happy and just threw the clothes away and left."
"Where's the factory director?"
Du Gen was even more frustrated. "The factory director is on a business trip, and Section Chief Fu can't handle them either."
"Why is Section Chief Fu so useless!" Gu Youlian said whatever she wanted to say.
Dugan glanced at his wife with resentment, "Workers don't like to work. They get paid whether they work or not."
"Aren't there overtime pays?" Lin Qingping frowned.
"Many people say they don't want to do it. Once someone encourages them, no one wants to do it." Du Gen was worried. "What should I do?"
"I'll go take a look."
Led by Du Gen, Lin Qingping came to the workshop and found it empty, with no one inside and clothes scattered all over the floor.
When Section Chief Fu heard that she was here, he hurried over and explained to her, "It's lunch time now, everyone should go back to eat."
"So, everyone will still come to work during working hours, right?" Lin Qingping asked.
"Yes. He will come in the afternoon." Section Chief Fu said, but it is hard to say whether he will slack off or eat sunflower seeds after he comes...
"Okay, just come, I'll wait for everyone." Lin Qingping nodded.
"Well, shall I take you to the cafeteria for a meal first?" Section Chief Fu was also confused.
Lin Qingping nodded.
After dinner, Lin Qingping returned to the workshop and checked all the altered clothes. No more than 10% of them passed her inspection.
She piled all those that did not pass the test at the front, and in the afternoon, the workers returned to work one after another.
When most people had arrived, Lin Qingping and Section Chief Fu stood behind a pile of unqualified clothes, watching the people at their workstations chatting and eating melon seeds. In the noisy workshop, no one started working.
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